Week Two - May the Games (and classes) Begin

Lys' feet slide up onto the handle, and he begins to ride like this, moving fairly quickly.

Shali watches with interest.

Executing a 360, he jumps off, grabs with one hand, and flips himself back on.

"Are you mad, Lys'?!?"

"Nope, just depressed." He continues doing this for a while.

"Why are you depressed?"

He flips off, spinning far enough that it doesn't look like he'll get back on, and starts flying upside down. "Because Hannah thinks I love her."

"No she doesn't."

"Oh yeah? Why do you say that?" He jumps off, flips off the wall, and lands back on.

"Because while you obviously do, she has this bad habit of never noticing when people love her..."

"Actually, I'm not sure I do." He said, looking as if he was going to die with every move he made.

"Lys, come over here so that I'm not terrified of you falling."

"Why?" He said, executing a spin flip that makes her nauseous to look at.

"Because you're making me nervous!"

He flips off, landing next to her holding his broom. "I'm pretty good, I wasn't going to fall."

"I wasn't so sure about that.."

"Why not?"

"Nothing important."

"Tell me, or I'll do that with you on it."

Shali pales.

"well?"

"Th-there is no reason."

"Are you sure?" He says, an evil smile fixed upon his face.

She nods.

"Okay. What did you want to talk about?"